Tag: Chrono-Syntactic Infandibulum Link

Chrono-Syntactic Infandibulum Link #11

If you do anything this evening, I ask you watch this. Ladies, it will make you smile. I was actually crying with laughter.

Best quote: “Ladies, maybe you decide vampire lumberjack not for you”

Seriously, watch it.

Oh, and for the Dr. Seuss fans among you:

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Chrono-syntacic Infandibulum Link #10

This link here expresses quite nicely the sheer and utter panic that’s been dominating any kind of thoughts about what to do once I graduate in 2013.

I know I still have this year to finish and then another year (now worth a wonderful 50% of my entire degree /grumble) to pass, but it still creeps in.

I’d also like to point out that languages and linguistics don’t actually appear on this; it’s mostly dealing with the Sciences and Pseudo-Sciences.

So, ner.

Here, have a possum.

Harro

Chrono-Syntactic Infandibulum Link #7

According to The Register, Amazon’s next version of the Kindle is to be an iPad rival using the Android OS but without the Android Marketplace.

Could be interesting. Although I would like to point out that I don’t agree with the article when it says that the device is locked down. I’ve managed to find and use OpenSource software that allows me to buy/download E-Books onto my harddrive, plug my Kindle into my computer and then do a bit of the ol’ drag ‘n’ drop to avoid stupidly high charges from Amazon.

Oh, and in other news, apparently Tony Blair is the godfather of one of Murdoch’s children.

That speaks volumes, although I can’t say I’m particularly surprised.

Chrono-Syntactic Infandibulum Link #5

Okay, yesterday was spent revising really hard:

Gardening with my grandmother in silly hats
Gardening in silly hats - the new extreme sport

Speaking of extreme sports, I came across a completely new one today and its own group of eccentrics: Extreme Ironing.

No, you’re not hallucinating. Or going crazy. There are actually people who go to the remotest of places so that they can iron in peace. There’s even a Wikipedia page on it, so it must be true.

Oh, and there’s this video on YouTube of a man ironing on the closed section of the M1:

Makes me look quite normal by comparison – I just whitter on about Cabbits, Horses and all kinds of weird and wonderful things.

Oh, and the next thing I’m most likely to whitter on about is why the term “commitment-phobe” is quite frankly pants. Absolute pants. It should be something like “emotionally claustrophobic”.. But that’s for another time, methinks.

In the meantime, smile :)

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